Hull, Heaton, The Housemartins and Cameron
Posted on November 21, 2013
Like everyone else, I was quite surprised to hear that humble old Hull had put itself in the limelight by being nominated the 2017 ‘City of Culture’. However, not as surprised as I was to hear that leader of the Aristocrat and Fraudulent Banking Party, David Cameron, was once a fan of the four sons of Hull, The Housemartins.
This was like a red rag to a bull for former Housemartins and Beautiful South frontman, Paul Heaton, who needs little excuse to vent his anger at the ruling classes through his Twitter and Facebook pages, with quotes such as “Cameron and Osborne are still banned from my pub” and “I can’t stop him (Cameron) liking my music but who can stop him wrecking the NHS?”
However, what I find most intriguing of all is that Cameron has an apparent history with music that has been derogatory to aristocracy and the establishment, with The Eton Rifles by The Jam and This Charming Man by The Smiths also featuring with London 0 Hull 4 in his list of favourites.
I remember when I first heard The Housemartins in 1986; my first thought was that they sounded like a great little band. However, their politically anti- establishment lyrics, if I am honest, didn’t really register until a lot later when I heard ‘Think for a Minute’. The first two songs that were played regularly on Radio One were Sheep and the commercially successful and catchy song, Happy Hour, a track accompanied by quirky dance routines and a brilliant animated plasticine video.
Happy Hour: I didn’t really think of the lyrics back in 1986
This may well be the reason that Cameron liked it too and it has to be said, that if music has political views that you are opposed to, it would not be a very democratic society if you were not allowed to listen to it. However, it may be that a twenty-year old David Cameron was curious about left-wing music and had a rebellious streak in him that wanted to burst out of the manufactured personality that had been forced upon him by those who were already grooming him as the lead puppet for financial institutions and the aristocracy that Heaton despises.
When you think about it, David Cameron has had an extraordinary life and I don’t think it is one to envy really. When he was born in 1966, his life was already mapped out for him as he was created in a similar way to manufactured sports stars such as Tiger Woods and the Williams sisters; his parents knew what they wanted him to be before he was even born. That’s how the aristocracy works.
So I guess his curiosity with working class bands stems from wondering what it was all about, the daily struggle to put food on the table, the run down schools and hospitals and the hopelessness of living in shut down towns like Hull, was a world away from anything Cameron could ever imagine. At a young age perhaps he really did wonder or even fantasise, what it would be like to live like common people do? (I am going to burst into song in a minute!)
The problem with being a member aristocracy is that it is something that must be incredibly hard to walk away from. Had Cameron been genuinely swayed by protest music and swung to left, he would have lost his family, his friends and his Bullingdon Club peers. For what? A life of being dubbed a Champagne Socialist or a Bourgeois Bolshevik that’s what. It probably wouldn’t seem worth it and I can get that.
Personally, unlike Paul Heaton, though I hold no candle for the Royal Family and the Ruling Classes, I can at least understand their place and why they will always try to crush rebellion to protect all the land and money they have stolen throughout the generations. What I struggle with, is the working classes who get themselves a golf club membership and a conservatory then suddenly think they are a member of Cameron’s Cotswold Set. Hatch Warren Community Centre on polling day can only be described as repugnant.
If David Cameron had a soul (which is unlikely) he would be well served to drag out his old copy of London 0 Hull 4 and play a track called Flag Day. Approaching 30 years after its release, it still carries the same meaning, which indicates that we have not learnt that a “War on Poverty” is a complete fake and the only way to save destitution in a wealthy country is to actually fight a war on deregulated greed and tax evasion.
Sadly though, I reckon Cameron would prefer to listen to his mate Gary Barlow, a lovely fellow/wolf in sheep’s clothing, who stuffs all his money in off shore accounts and then has the audacity to go on television to beg hard up tax payers to cough up for a kid’s home.